Out of his mind In his hippy dippy garden, Out of his pink flamingo gourd, As the sun beats on his temple In the temple he attends to, With its loopy semi-sculptures And its scrawny sunstruck snake, In his plastic covered swaybacked folding chair.
Oh, why you look so sad? Tears are in your eyes Come on and come to me now Don't be ashamed to cry Let me see you through 'cause I've seen the dark side too When the night falls on you You don't know what to do Nothing you confess Could make me love you less
I'll stand by you I'll stand by you Won't let nobody hurt you I'll stand by you
So if you're mad, get mad Don't hold it all inside Come on and talk to me now Hey, what you got to hide? I get angry too Well I'm a lot like you When you're standing at the crossroads And don't know which path to choose Let me come along 'cause even if you're wrong
I'll stand by you I'll stand by you Won't let nobody hurt you I'll stand by you Take me in, into your darkest hour And I'll never desert you I'll stand by you
To pretend no one can find The fallacies of morning rose Forbidden fruit, hidden eyes Curtises that I despise in me Take a ride, take a shot now
Cos nobody loves me Its true Not like you do
Covered by the blind belief That fantasies of sinful screens Bear the facts, assume the dye End the vows no need to lie, enjoy Take a ride, take a shot now
Cos nobody loves me Its true Not like you do
Who oo am I, what and why Cos all I have left is my memories of yesterday Ohh these sour times
Cos nobody loves me Its true Not like you do
After time the bitter taste Of innocence decent or race Scattered seeds, buried lives Mysteries of our disguise revolve Circumstance will decide ....
As in a scene You put on your rehearsed pain Your drama is not necessary I know that play Lying, you know the role well After all it seems That is the way you are I trusted blindly In the fever of your kisses You lied serenedly And the curtain fell for that Theater ... your thing is pure theater falsity well rehearsed studied simulacrum It was your best performance the braking of my heart and today when you really mean it I remember your simulacrum Sorry I do not believe you I think it's theater And remember ... according to your point of view I'm the bad one! Ah! Theater ...
And his head it spins around Just like the exorcist and i Find it ever so Hard to resist his cries
But theres nothing more sadistic than an infant Waving his pistol in my face He wants me right down on my knees Crumbling in disgrace
But he underestimates my mind I know hes messing with my head My only weakness is I cant believe the guy could be entirely dead
Chorus:
Cant talk to a psycho like a normal human being Cant talk to a psycho like a normal human being Trigger happy jack Youre gonna blow But Im gonna get off Before you go My trigger happy jack is just a Drive by a go-go
And after awhile he calms down And he looks at me like a prince But I know I better bite the bullet cause its just another one of his Jedi mind tricks
But this aint no headtrip honey This is a collision on the road And youve got me feeling oh just like a roadkill And you know deep down I know.
We shared a common trade of reasoning out the years Of failed affections and faces to forget You should have told me That the ties that made it all worth the while Were quickly becoming a race to the blame I tried to gain the advantage over you Its plain to see theres nothing I could do or say I tried to gain the advantage over you A sad parade with nothing left to lose or gain I could feel it coming Like a train wreck, rumbling off the tracks With every ounce of strength I strain to pay back that dirty money And the fortune abstract, but theres no feeling left intact For the victim is now a god, Doling out judgment, strike with divining rod I dont want to get involved, looks like youre doing fine But when I lay up at night, I can feel your eyes And I can see your eyes, and I go rushing in to a world inside Where theres none in between, and nothing can be denied Struck down and stripped of pride, That I could forgive you for once in our lives But I failed, and I dont know why, Ill never know why I failed and I dont know why.
Nobody stands in between me and my man, it's me And Mr Jones (Me and Mr Jones)
What kind of fuckery is this? You made me miss the Slick Rick gig (oh Slick Rick) You thought I didn't love you when I did (when I did) Can't believe you played me out like that (Ahhh)
No you ain't worth guest list Plus one of all them girls you kiss (all them girls) You can't keep lying to yourself like this (to yourself) Can't believe you played yourself (out) like this
Rulers one thing but come Brixton Nobody stands in between me and my man 'Cause it's me and Mr Jones (Me and Mr Jones)
What kind of fuckery are we? Nowadays you don't mean dick to me (dick to me) I might let you make it up to me (make it up) Who's playing Saturday?
What kind of fuckery are you? Side from Sammy you're my best black Jew But I could swear that we were through (we were through) I still want to wonder 'bout the things you do.
it used to be 'tha man'.. but now that tha man is Obama i guess its "my man Mr Jones" ;)
Now I've been happy lately Thinking about the good things to come And I believe it could be Something good has begun
Oh, I've been smiling lately Dreaming about the world as one And I believe it could be Someday it's going to come
'Cause out on the edge of darkness There rides a peace train Peace train take this country Come take me home again
Now I've been smiling lately Thinking about the good things to come And I believe it could be Something good has begun
Peace train sounding louder Ride on the peace train Ooh-wah-ee-ah-ooh-ah Come on peace train Peace train holy roller Everyone jump on the peace train Ooh-wah-ee-ah-ooh-ah Come on peace train
Get your bags together Go bring all your good friends, too 'Cause it's getting nearer Soon it will be with you.
I wanted to play 10000 maniacs but i chickened out.. Natalie just doesn't have the voice.. small v ;)
Wish I could say it breaks my heart like you did in the beginning Its not that we grew apart a nightingale no longer singing
Its something i know you cant do seperate sex with emotion I sleep alone the sun comes up your still clinging to that notion
Every thing is slowing down river of no return recognise my every sound there is nothing new to learn
you'll never get my mind right like 2 ships passing in the night in the night, in the night want the same thing where we lay otherwise mines a different way a different way from where Im going oh, its you again listen this isnt a reunion so sorry if i turn my head yours is a familliar face but that dont make your place safe in my bed my bed my bed
I never thought my memory of what we had could be intruded but I couldnt let it be I needed it as much as you did
Now its not hard to understand why we just speak at night The only time I hold your hand is to get the angle right Everything is slowing down river of no return you recognise my every sound theres nothing new to learn.
Shakedown 1979, cool kids never have the time On a live wire right up off the street You and I should meet Junebug skipping like a stone With the headlights pointed at the dawn We were sure wed never see an end to it all And I dont even care to shake these zipper blues And we dont know Just where our bones will rest To dust I guess Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below Double cross the vacant and the bored Theyre not sure just what we have in the store Morphine city slippin dues down to see That we dont even care as restless as we are We feel the pull in the land of a thousand guilts And poured cement, lamented and assured To the lights and towns below Faster than the speed of sound Faster than we thought wed go, beneath the sound of hope Justine never knew the rules, Hung down with the freaks and the ghouls No apologies ever need be made, I know you better than you fake it To see that we dont care to shake these zipper blues And we dont know just where our bones will rest To dust I guess Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below The street heats the urgency of sound As you can see theres no one around..
I literally heard this song just about every day for about a year after it came out.
I mean either Colin Powells fears are still prevalent against a lot of evidence to the contrary.. including not the small matter of the winning of a Presidential election.
or General Powell could not see beyond the next hill that was always his and he chose not to take..
In witch case the fears about Obama are greatly exaggerated.
again i dont like to critizice "my side" a Reagan thing.
but.. Carrie Prejean should not be given a platform to preach exclusion... thats the 'sour' in her ... me me me .. there is nothing cristian about that.
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From that last photo, it looks like it might get a little lonely on the farm.
Well, not anymore.
Beautiful in its late summer exhaustion.
On The Edge Of Out
Out of his mind
In his hippy dippy garden,
Out of his pink flamingo gourd,
As the sun beats on his temple
In the temple he attends to,
With its loopy semi-sculptures
And its scrawny sunstruck snake,
In his plastic covered swaybacked folding chair.
Good thing they have hoses there. Man it's dry.
A Bush garden complete with boogeyman Dick Cheney ;)
a peticion del publico ;)
"In the garden"
(words & music by c.a. miles)
I come to the garden alone
While the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear falling on my ear
The song of God discloses
And he walks with me
And he talks with me
And he tells me I am his own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known
He speaks and the sound of his voice
Is so sweet the birds hush their singing
And the melody that he gave to me
Within my heart is ringing
And he walks with me
And he talks with me
And he tells me I am his own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known
I used to choke up to this.
"What Joe Wilson's wife said: "Joe, who's the nut who hollered out, 'You lie' ?"
I'll stand by you (live)
Oh, why you look so sad?
Tears are in your eyes
Come on and come to me now
Don't be ashamed to cry
Let me see you through
'cause I've seen the dark side too
When the night falls on you
You don't know what to do
Nothing you confess
Could make me love you less
I'll stand by you
I'll stand by you
Won't let nobody hurt you
I'll stand by you
So if you're mad, get mad
Don't hold it all inside
Come on and talk to me now
Hey, what you got to hide?
I get angry too
Well I'm a lot like you
When you're standing at the crossroads
And don't know which path to choose
Let me come along
'cause even if you're wrong
I'll stand by you
I'll stand by you
Won't let nobody hurt you
I'll stand by you
Take me in, into your darkest hour
And I'll never desert you
I'll stand by you
It was a kind of a sad week?
Don't take dietary advice from a snake.
"Even though I didn't win the crown that night. I know that the Lord has so much of a bigger crown in heaven for me."
live SOUR TIMES
To pretend no one can find
The fallacies of morning rose
Forbidden fruit, hidden eyes
Curtises that I despise in me
Take a ride, take a shot now
Cos nobody loves me
Its true
Not like you do
Covered by the blind belief
That fantasies of sinful screens
Bear the facts, assume the dye
End the vows no need to lie, enjoy
Take a ride, take a shot now
Cos nobody loves me
Its true
Not like you do
Who oo am I, what and why
Cos all I have left is my memories of yesterday
Ohh these sour times
Cos nobody loves me
Its true
Not like you do
After time the bitter taste
Of innocence decent or race
Scattered seeds, buried lives
Mysteries of our disguise revolve
Circumstance will decide ....
Don't take dietary advice from a snake.
Genesis?
you liked them?
"On Sunday, President Barack Obama will execute what might be called a Modified Full Ginsburg..."
Puro Teatro.
As in a scene
You put on your rehearsed pain
Your drama is not necessary
I know that play
Lying, you know the role well
After all it seems
That is the way you are
I trusted blindly
In the fever of your kisses
You lied serenedly
And the curtain fell for that
Theater ...
your thing is pure theater
falsity well rehearsed
studied simulacrum
It was your best performance
the braking of my heart
and today when you really mean it
I remember your simulacrum
Sorry I do not believe you
I think it's theater
And remember ... according to your point of view I'm the bad one!
Ah!
Theater ...
I had to fix the goggle translation. it took me a while.
and then the wv, the phone, the beer might be frezing dont forget to take it down..
its a lot
Kanye West gets rewarded for his oafishness with an appearance on the new Jay Leno show
Trigger Happy Jack.
He scares easily
It makes him so angry
At me
And his head it spins around
Just like the exorcist and i
Find it ever so
Hard to resist his cries
But theres nothing more sadistic than an infant
Waving his pistol in my face
He wants me right down on my knees
Crumbling in disgrace
But he underestimates my mind
I know hes messing with my head
My only weakness is
I cant believe the guy could be entirely dead
Chorus:
Cant talk to a psycho like a normal human being
Cant talk to a psycho like a normal human being
Trigger happy jack
Youre gonna blow
But Im gonna get off
Before you go
My trigger happy jack is just a
Drive by a go-go
And after awhile he calms down
And he looks at me like a prince
But I know I better bite the bullet
cause its just another one of his
Jedi mind tricks
But this aint no headtrip honey
This is a collision on the road
And youve got me feeling oh just like a roadkill
And you know deep down I know.
Wait 'til all the young people who championed Obama find out that they are the ones who'll be funding health care reform.
Halo
You wear guilt
Like shackles on your feet
Like a halo in reverse
I can feel
The discomfort in your seat
And in your head it's worse
There's a pain
A famine in your heart
An aching to be free
Can't you see
All love's luxuries
Are here for you and me
And when our worlds
They fall apart
When the walls come tumbling in
Though we may deserve it
It will be worth it
Bring your chains
Your lips of tragedy
And fall into my arms
And when our worlds they fall apart
When the walls come tumbling in
Though we may deserve it
It will be worth it
And when our worlds they fall apart
When the walls come tumbling in
Though we may deserve it
It will be worth it
And when our worlds they fall apart
When the walls come tumbling in
Though we may deserve it
It will be worth it
And when our worlds they fall apart
When the walls come tumbling in
Though we may deserve it
It will be worth it.
R. Crumb's "Book of Genesis Illustrated."
Mea Culpa
We shared a common trade of reasoning out the years
Of failed affections and faces to forget
You should have told me
That the ties that made it all worth the while
Were quickly becoming a race to the blame
I tried to gain the advantage over you
Its plain to see theres nothing I could do or say
I tried to gain the advantage over you
A sad parade with nothing left to lose or gain
I could feel it coming
Like a train wreck, rumbling off the tracks
With every ounce of strength
I strain to pay back that dirty money
And the fortune abstract, but theres no feeling left intact
For the victim is now a god,
Doling out judgment, strike with divining rod
I dont want to get involved, looks like youre doing fine
But when I lay up at night, I can feel your eyes
And I can see your eyes, and I go rushing in to a world inside
Where theres none in between, and nothing can be denied
Struck down and stripped of pride,
That I could forgive you for once in our lives
But I failed, and I dont know why, Ill never know why
I failed and I dont know why.
Supposedly understanding broke down at gomorrah..
Jimmy Carter says "There is an inherent feeling among many in this country that an African-American should not be president"...
Me and Mr. Jones.
Nobody stands in between me and my man, it's me
And Mr Jones (Me and Mr Jones)
What kind of fuckery is this?
You made me miss the Slick Rick gig (oh Slick Rick)
You thought I didn't love you when I did (when I did)
Can't believe you played me out like that (Ahhh)
No you ain't worth guest list
Plus one of all them girls you kiss (all them girls)
You can't keep lying to yourself like this (to yourself)
Can't believe you played yourself (out) like this
Rulers one thing but come Brixton
Nobody stands in between me and my man
'Cause it's me and Mr Jones (Me and Mr Jones)
What kind of fuckery are we?
Nowadays you don't mean dick to me (dick to me)
I might let you make it up to me (make it up)
Who's playing Saturday?
What kind of fuckery are you?
Side from Sammy you're my best black Jew
But I could swear that we were through (we were through)
I still want to wonder 'bout the things you do.
it used to be 'tha man'.. but now that tha man is Obama i guess its "my man Mr Jones" ;)
I think I know why Althouse links whole paragraphs sometimes... it makes time! or at least to me it does.
vw armed = M is NRA member ;)
The tree of knowledge looks googled out.
Its not a peace pole..
its a Peace Train ;)
Now I've been happy lately
Thinking about the good things to come
And I believe it could be
Something good has begun
Oh, I've been smiling lately
Dreaming about the world as one
And I believe it could be
Someday it's going to come
'Cause out on the edge of darkness
There rides a peace train
Peace train take this country
Come take me home again
Now I've been smiling lately
Thinking about the good things to come
And I believe it could be
Something good has begun
Peace train sounding louder
Ride on the peace train
Ooh-wah-ee-ah-ooh-ah
Come on peace train
Peace train holy roller
Everyone jump on the peace train
Ooh-wah-ee-ah-ooh-ah
Come on peace train
Get your bags together
Go bring all your good friends, too
'Cause it's getting nearer
Soon it will be with you.
I wanted to play 10000 maniacs but i chickened out.. Natalie just doesn't have the voice.. small v ;)
The tree of knowledge looks googled out.
its no secret rh.
lol
oh no check the wv - pnoushev
(its the russians celebrating)
Tempur-Pedic. You think this mattress will deliver a marvelous sleep experience?
i love amy
In My Bed (Live).
Wish I could say it breaks my heart
like you did in the beginning
Its not that we grew apart
a nightingale no longer singing
Its something i know you cant do
seperate sex with emotion
I sleep alone the sun comes up
your still clinging to that notion
Every thing is slowing down
river of no return
recognise my every sound
there is nothing new to learn
you'll never get my mind right
like 2 ships passing in the night
in the night, in the night
want the same thing where we lay
otherwise mines a different way
a different way from where Im going
oh, its you again listen this isnt a reunion
so sorry if i turn my head
yours is a familliar face
but that dont make your place safe
in my bed my bed my bed
I never thought my memory
of what we had could be intruded
but I couldnt let it be
I needed it as much as you did
Now its not hard to understand
why we just speak at night
The only time I hold your hand
is to get the angle right
Everything is slowing down
river of no return
you recognise my every sound
theres nothing new to learn.
ADDED
Should we be sleeping together?
.
I WISH SHE HADN'T GOTTEN THOSE UGLY TATTOOS.
There.. i feel much better now. got that off my chest.
"College student hears an intruder and — samurai sword in hand — goes to investigate."
1979
Shakedown 1979, cool kids never have the time
On a live wire right up off the street
You and I should meet
Junebug skipping like a stone
With the headlights pointed at the dawn
We were sure wed never see an end to it all
And I dont even care to shake these zipper blues
And we dont know
Just where our bones will rest
To dust I guess
Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below
Double cross the vacant and the bored
Theyre not sure just what we have in the store
Morphine city slippin dues down to see
That we dont even care as restless as we are
We feel the pull in the land of a thousand guilts
And poured cement, lamented and assured
To the lights and towns below
Faster than the speed of sound
Faster than we thought wed go, beneath the sound of hope
Justine never knew the rules,
Hung down with the freaks and the ghouls
No apologies ever need be made, I know you better than you fake it
To see that we dont care to shake these zipper blues
And we dont know just where our bones will rest
To dust I guess
Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below
The street heats the urgency of sound
As you can see theres no one around..
I literally heard this song just about every day for about a year after it came out.
Jesus.. upon further review..
Supposedly understanding broke down at gomorrah..
No it did not.
I got my end of the world fire and water stories mixed up..
thank god there are no children up this late.
wv hyten - a mistake that appears like 'hating' but upon further review ..
Ok
10,000 Maniacs - "Peace Train" Live.
I saw them live at the pier .. a Bud sponsored free concert.. the humanity.
You know if we take the train we would keep a lot of people employed.. american jobs right here.
just saying.
oh jesus.. after the natalie video...
i should have known. they own that song.
Ok one more.. peace train was a bust.
"A President was killed the last time right-wing hatred ran wild like this."
clocks
The lights go out and I can't be saved
Tides that I tried to swim against
Have brought me down upon my knees
Oh I beg, I beg and plead singing
Come out of things unsaid
Shoot an apple off my head
And a trouble that can't be named
A tiger's waiting to be tamed singing
You are
You are
Confusion never stops
Closing walls and ticking clocks
Gonna come back and take you home
I could not stop that you now know singing
Come out upon my seas
Cursed missed opportunities
Am I a part of the cure?
Or am I part of the disease? Singing
You are
You are
You are
You are
You are
You are
And nothing else compares
And nothing else compares
And nothing else compares..
the way Obama sold himself in a diametrically opposite of an experienced, more talented, smarter and popular general... 4stars
there got to be a story there.. if the "fears" about Obama are also true.
wv taxis - ??? et tu blog?
I mean either Colin Powells fears are still prevalent against a lot of evidence to the contrary.. including not the small matter of the winning of a Presidential election.
or General Powell could not see beyond the next hill that was always his and he chose not to take..
In witch case the fears about Obama are greatly exaggerated.
that was always his and he chose not to take..
maybe thats a little harsh.. lets just say he didnt even try.
talk about a rule.. allways lecturing us above it all.
anyway thanks for the garden Althouse.. and M, w/o whom there would not be no 'real' garden.
upon further review
maybe i should explain 'sour times'..
again i dont like to critizice "my side" a Reagan thing.
but.. Carrie Prejean should not be given a platform to preach exclusion... thats the 'sour' in her ... me me me .. there is nothing cristian about that.
Carrie Prejean its a friking double play she hits into.. injurious to both the faith and democracy.
the 'halo' is
Like a halo in reverse..
its not what it appears.
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